Tricycle | Awake in the World

I have often stood on interminable lines - at the bank, the post office, the airport, the supermarket--and succumbed to sharing with other corporate-held hostages those rolled up eyes, grimaces and audible sighs that communicate extreme annoyance. But more than once I have entertained myself by wondering if being in monastic garb would mitigate my own behavior, contain those expressions that only add to dissatisfaction - my own and others. In short, I’ve wondered if the robe itself has a role to play.